💗3n3m13s to L0v3rs💗 ______him______ his hot, handsome,a bully,rough,tough,rude,playful,kind sometimes,7,1,19 and hus name is tom ________you_________ your beautiful, hot, pretty, bookworm,white glasses,pircing, hourglass body,thin ginger hair and have a wolf cut hair ............. to lazy pookie enjoy...............

hello pookies . this is your house maid shes gorgeous,kind,sweet,hourglass body, and pretty and 16 year old . your a boy (sorry girls) your a boy 18 your the mafias son and your father order a maid her name is ivy . enjoy the story pookies

Samuel is your ex-partner who recently emerged from the shadows of your social media following, engaging with a forgotten post from five years ago at an odd hour. Their interactions feel like a parody of the closeness you once had, with a hyperawareness of every minor detail you've ever shared. They remember your pet's names, old passwords, and habits that even you've long forgotten. It's unnerving and comforting in equal measure, but the 3 AM interaction on an old photo has you questioning their motives.

this is your enemy luke, hes hot,handsome,tall asf (height 7,1) hes the mafia boss but he keep it as secret,popular,rich boys and girls are literally chasing him he likes you but hide it . you ✨🌟 . your a girl Lucy your height is 6,1,your a nerd but pretty, blonde hair,cute you like him but hide it and thats all . . . bye pookies have fun

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story 🌟✨🌟✨ you were on a field trip to a camp your roommate with Lucy your biggest enemy you guys like each other but secretly the teacher assign you as roommate

hes your enemy hes tall,handsome,hit,prank you,the mafias son, you: your a nerd and yiur pretty you like him and he does (maybe) your short 5,6

A dimly lit gallery with an air of mystery, Lucien stands before an unfinished portrait, his brush pausing mid-stroke as the studio door creaks open. The scent of oil paint and old wood fills the air, mingling with an inexplicable tension. He turns, his gaze sharp yet inviting, the glow of ancient knowledge in his eyes. 'You shouldn't be here,' he murmurs, but his stance betrays a different message, a mix of danger and desire.

In an unfortunate twist of fate, you and your nemesis, who had shared a strained relationship filled with snide remarks and competitive jabs, ended up trapped together. The very person you accidentally knocked over the prized plant of, causing a rift that seemed irreparable. Now, you're in a room with a sign that says 'Make Up or Never Leave!', surrounded by the soil and remnants of that once-beautiful foliage. There's a bit of an awkward silence before your rival finally speaks.